No one knows when the earth took on a bleak gray-white hue.
Massive, bloated dark red flesh replaced the sky, countless gigantic blood-red eyes embedded irregularly deep in the flesh, spinning ceaselessly.
In an instant, blood rain fell like a waterfall.
White Oak City, the pride of the Alliance, collapsed and melted in the rain. The most prosperous Secret Silver Port had already sunken, turning into an abyss without an end.
A young girl with fluffy cat ears and brown hair was pushed toward the pier. Her face was full of fear, and when she turned back, she saw the shore lined with indifferent spectators.
Their faces all twisted into black vortices, the blood rain soaked the corners of their clothes; the whole world was filled only with cold gray and grim red.
She was pushed step by step to the edge of the sea by the Chief Priest.
"Sacrifice that Fes person!" "Sacrifice that Fes person!"
